Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"Click—"

Hughes closed the door, freezing it from the inside, then took the crystal ball out of his storage bag and placed it on the ground.

"call--"

He sat down on the ground, took a deep breath, suppressed his anxiety, and slowly covered himself with his penis, following the steps Serafina had instructed him to take.

Although the testing principle is simply to connect mental energy with the crystal ball, the energy within the crystal ball then travels through the probe of Hughes's consciousness space.

However, if you first channel your mental energy into your palm and then connect with the crystal ball through your palm, not only will the crystal ball detect faster, but the energy within it will also be less likely to be interrupted midway.

Feeling the coldness emanating from the surface of the crystal ball, Hughes held his breath and focused his mind, channeling the spiritual energy within the spiritual runes and connecting it to the crystal ball along his arm.

At first, the crystal ball only had a faint warmth, but the next second, a pure white light suddenly burst out from the center of the ball, instantly filling the entire ball and even illuminating the lines on his palm.

The light did not stop; instead, it grew brighter and brighter, like a star trapped in a crystal ball. The dazzling light made him squint involuntarily.

A few seconds later, ring-shaped light patterns began to appear on the surface of the crystal ball, spreading outwards in concentric circles. From the initial one or two circles, they climbed to the current fifteen circles, and they are still continuously stacking.

"This... really surprises me."

Hughes muttered to himself, his palms slightly whitened by the light.

According to Serafina, a normal apprentice practicing low-level meditation can generate 6 to 12 rings of light patterns, including those that continue to grow afterward using potions and other means.

The intermediate level of meditation involves 16 to 20 repetitions, but the dense array of repetitions before Hughes' eyes far exceeds the sum of those two.

"Buzz—!!"

Suddenly, the crystal ball emitted a sharp buzzing sound, the light patterns on its surface instantly froze, and then burst out with a dazzling white light.

"Click—click-click—"

Hughes quickly withdrew his hand, and after the light dissipated, the sphere was covered with fine cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.

He stood frozen in place, his heart pounding, staring at the crystal ball on the verge of shattering, silently counting the light patterns solidified on its surface.

"35 laps..."

He muttered to himself that this number of rotations far exceeded the normal maximum number of rotations for intermediate meditation, and even—as he practiced meditation, his mental strength was still subtly increasing.

In other words, 35 laps is still a long way from his limit.

"In that case, the book 'Gap Anchoring Meditation' must be an advanced meditation method, and it's quite good among advanced meditation methods."

Hughes nodded in satisfaction, wiped the cold sweat from his palm, and looked at the crystal ball on the ground, which was about to shatter, feeling a headache coming on.

"Hopefully, Ms. Serafina won't ask for it back..."

……

A week later, in a witchcraft training room

"Thump—thump thump—thump thump thump!!!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another inside. Even through the room, the deep rumble could be heard, and the training room even trembled slightly.

At the counter, the apprentices on duty kept glancing at the training room, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"Could it be another extreme apprentice?" one of them guessed.

"No... We haven't had any ultimate apprentices practicing fire element in the past few years at Everfrost Spire. They're probably all newcomers." Another person frowned as he listened to the sound.

"In that case, Gerst has a rival now. This is his second attempt at the five-crown trial..."

Apart from the public practice room, the other private practice rooms were equipped with rune arrays that provided isolation, so the two apprentices at the counter could not sense the escaping elements inside.

Hearing the sounds coming from inside, they assumed the person inside was using extremely destructive fire magic, little did they know...

"Bang—bang bang—bang bang bang!!!"

Inside the training room, bursts of icy blue light erupted frequently, each crisp explosion accompanied by a bone-chilling cold, blasting craters of varying depths into the once-solid ground.

The shattered ice fragments scattered in the air, only to be swept up and fly everywhere by the aftershocks of the next explosion.

After a round of explosions, thick ice fog filled the entire room, filling it with a hazy, icy blue light. As the fog gradually dissipated, a figure appeared and disappeared on the ground.

"Huff... Huff..."

The figure was none other than Hughes. He had booked the entire training room and had been practicing witchcraft there for several days in a row.

He was kneeling on one knee, panting on the only raised patch of ground, the hem of his dark robe already covered with dense frost.

The hands clad in Frost Grips now hung limply on the ground, each ice crystal on the gloves radiating an icy blue light that lingered for a long time.

"Phew... This power is beyond my expectations. Even among level zero sorcery that specializes in destructive power, it is considered to be top-tier."

As he spoke, Hughes slightly raised his head, and the beads of sweat that had just seeped out of his forehead froze into tiny ice beads, which rolled down his cheeks.

At first glance, the entire training room was in complete disarray.

Several jagged craters were blasted into the floor, walls, and even the ceiling. A thick layer of white frost had formed on the surface of the craters, and wisps of cold air seeped out from the cracks.

Even though several minutes had passed, the temperature in the training room was still bone-chilling. The cold seemed to seep into every inch of the air, and even breathing carried a biting chill.

After a long while, those grotesque pits finally slowly recovered. The damaged parts around them seemed to have a life of their own, slowly wriggling and filling the gaps completely.

"Rumble—rumble—"

The next moment, several huge lumps of black matter surged up from the ground in front of Hughes. The thick black matter churned and seemed to be changing shape.

These are training puppets forged by the academy's blacksmiths. Not only are the materials they are made of highly resistant to magic, but by infusing them with the symbolic blood of the corresponding creature, they can also mimic its characteristics.

In the blink of an eye, the outline of a giant appeared on the surface of these lumps of black matter. Accompanied by a realistic roar, they were fully formed and charged toward Hughes on the opposite side.

"Thump—thump thump thump—!!!"

"Phew... I need to practice a bit more. I wasn't proficient enough with the form transformation from the last round."

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant puppets surged over. Hughes quickly stood up and raised his hands, which were covered with witchcraft tools.

In an instant, icy blue light burst forth from his hand once more, and the surrounding ice elements surged wildly, condensing into a terrifying torrent that was almost tangible, carrying a bone-chilling cold that enveloped Hughes tightly.

Hughes stood in the center of the torrent, gazing at the giant puppet so close at hand. His thin lips moved slightly, and he murmured:

"One Hundred Structures: Extreme Freeze Annihilation—"

……